Luo Yibei was slightly startled, turning his head and staring at the phone.
Fang Chixia glanced in his direction from the corner of her eye and continued to water her flowers out of boredom.
Luo Yibei picked up the phone and answered the call with his back to her.
"Say!" It must have been a call from one of his subordinates, his words were very concise.
"Master, I have checked all the recent information you asked for about Master Leng. If necessary, will you send it to your home or Jue Ye later?" The other party's voice was respectful.
Fang Chixia had nothing to do and was standing not far from him. She had no intention of paying attention to his phone call, but due to the distance, his call happened to fall into her ears.
Clearly hearing the words "Leng Qihan" on the phone, her hand holding the flower pot shook.
Has he begun taking steps to retaliate
Since the last incident in the Middle East desert, Fang Chixia actually knew that Luo Yibei's counterattack would come sooner or later.
However, when the war between the two really started, she was still a little uncomfortable.
Luo Yibei stood a few meters away from her, turned his head, his eyes drifted to her face, and stared at her calmly.
His eyes scanned her profile up and down, observing her reaction.
Fang Chixia was watering the flowers with his side facing him, and the rushing water gushes out of the pot and splashes on the green leaves of the potted plants.
Water drops rolled down the leaves and landed on the balcony. The platform where the flowerpot was located became a large area wet.
She didn't seem to notice that the water in the kettle was still pouring on the flowers.
The sound of rushing water echoed between the two of them, until the flower pot was submerged and the water poured out directly from the mouth of the pot.
The excessive movement made her stunned for a few seconds.
After coming back to her senses, she stared at the messy flower bed, feeling a little embarrassed.
She took the towel next to her and wiped it in a hurry.
Luo Yibei squinted at her, taking in all her movements calmly, and slowly narrowed his eyes.
"Don't you want me to deal with him?" He asked calmly without losing his temper like last time.
However, the excessive calmness made Fang Chixia feel even more depressed.
It seems that the sea is calm, but in fact it is a turbulent sea, and all the crises are hidden in the calm appearance.
Fang Chixia raised her head and stared at him calmly, remaining silent for a long time without answering.
She was thinking about how to give the right answer, and she dealt with it very carefully.
Luo Yibei just stared at her with squinted eyes. To Fang Chixia's surprise, his face never wavered at all.
Fang Chixia was stunned by him like this.
"I want to hear the real answer!" Luo Yibei's dark pupils locked her eyes, and his gaze was very calm.
Fang Chixia came back to her senses, calmed down, raised her face, met his eyes, and replied calmly, "I just don't want you to get hurt."
Her answer was plain, without even any fancy embellishments.
Luo Yibei seemed a little surprised by her words. He stared at her for a long time, the warmth of his eyes becoming softer.
"It doesn't matter." What he said was that it didn't matter, not that it wouldn't happen.
What he said was actually very honest.
In a close fight, the possibility of not getting hurt at all is zero.
"Be careful in the future!" Fang Chixia turned to him, straightened the collar of his shirt, warned him, and turned around to go into the room.
She didn't express too many opinions on this matter. The situation had already developed to the point where she couldn't control it.